PopularNovelChapter 254: Help
Olivia's POV
He left the room, and | was left stunned... numb. I still couldn’t believe what Alpha Calvin had said. That he was
related to the triplets. Sharing the sgreat-grandmother? How? Did the triplets’ great-grandmother have
another child with a different man? If so, why had | never heard of this? Why had they never mentioned
anything? | had grown up beside them. | knew them—or at least, | thought | did. There was never any mention of
someone like Alpha Calvin. No gossip. No hints. Was he lying? Was this stwisted game?
| shook my head and winced, biting down a cry. The rope bindingto the chair had dug deep into my skin. My
whole body throbbed from sitting in the sposition for too long.
My head felt heavy. My eyelids fluttered. | just needed a little sleep. A little peace. But before | could even drift,
the door creaked open.
| tensed. It was one of the guards, alone this time. Tall. Broad. Dressed in all black, but something about his
smirk made my blood run cold.
He shut the door behind him and locked it. My breath hitched.
"| always wanted to fuck a human," he muttered as he walked towardslowly. "I bet you guys taste delicious."
I swallowed hard. "Don’t cnear me."
He chuckled darkly. "Oh, I'm not going to hurt you... not yet. | just want you to silently open your legs for me."
I froze.
My heart pounded painfully in my chest as he stepped closer, licking his lips.
"Don’t do this," | warned, trying to sound stronger than | felt. "He'll kill you."
The guard laughed cruelly. "You think he cares what | do with you? He’s not coming back for hours. Now open
your legs."
"No!" | screamed, struggling in the chair.
He grabbed my arm harshly, yanking at my dress. "OPEN UP!"
"Don’t touch me!" | cried, kicking out, but | was bound, helpless.
He raised his fist and slammed it into my ribs. | gasped, something insidecracking as white-hot pain spread
through my chest. | choked on my own breath, my own scream, tears burning my eyes.
"You'll open one way or another," he growled, grabbing my throat. "Make it easy—"
The door burst open.
SLAM.
Alpha Calvin stood in the doorway.
His aura filled the entire room like a crushing wave of ice and anger.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, his voice dangerously calm.
The guard froze, his hand still on me. "Alpha—"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCalvin moved forward, an intense anger radiating from him.
In one second, his claws were out—he seized the guard by the throat and lifted him off the ground. The man
kicked and clawed, choking.
"Did | give you permission to touch her?" Calvin's voice was like death itself.
"N-no—"
With one swift motion, Calvin sliced his claws across the man’s neck—severing his head from his body.
Blood splattered the wall and floor.
The body dropped with a lifeless thud.
| sat frozen, trembling, tears still streaking down my cheeks. My chest ached with pain. My lip was bleeding.
Calvin turned to me, still breathing hard, his eyes glowing in rage—but not at me.
He crouched down.
And for the first time, he looked... different.
Not like a monster.
But like someone who was concerned.
"Did he hurt you?" he asked quietly.
| couldn’t answer. | just stared at him, dazed and scared... If he hadn’t cwhen he did... | shivered.
He stood on his feet, covered in the blood of the man who almost violated me. His chest rose and fell, his eyes
still glowing faintly with rage. He didn’t say anything.
Just turned slowly, as if to leave.
But halfway to the door, he paused.
Then, without a word, he turned back and walked towardagain.
| tensed, confused, my heart racing.
He kneeled besideand reached for the ropes.
| flinched instinctively, but he didn’t stop.
His claws retracted, and with careful hands, he began loosening the restraints that had boundfor hours. His
touch was surprisingly gentle, despite the dried blood on his fingers.
"W-what are you doing?" | asked, breathless.
He didn’t look at me. "Don’t be scared," he said quietly. "I'm just getting you to my healer. You're hurt."
My eyes widened.
Before | could process anything else, he slipped an arm under my knees and another behind my back—and lifted
| gasped in fear, my voice barely a whisper. "Why are you doing this?"
His gaze remained blank. "Because | don’t hurt women or let them get hurt."
He carriedout of the dim room, while | stayed frozen in his arms, unable to look at him, so | turned my face
away, staring at the shadows on the walls.
We moved through a narrow stone corridor that opened into the main part of the packhouse And | froze. The
place was....breathtaking.
The walls were made of polished stone and dark wood, with glowing orbs of light floating near the ceilings like
silent sentinels. Rich tapestries decorated the halls. Marble floors gleamed underfoot. This wasn’t just a pack
house—it was a palace.
As we moved deeper in, servants caught sight of us. Sgasped softly. Others simply bowed their heads in
respect to Alpha Calvin, their eyes flicking toward me, confusion in their gaze.
No one dared to ask questions.
He didn’t stop.
We passed a pair of tall double doors, and he kicked one open gently with his foot. The room inside was large
and warm—soft candlelight, plush furniture, and a bed that looked like it belonged in a royal suite.
He walked straight to the bed and gently laiddown on the soft sheets.
| winced as pain shot through my side, but | didn’t move.
He straightened up and turned toward the door. "Stay here. I'll send my healer."
| grabbed his sleeve weakly. "You... you're not going to lockup again, are you?"
He paused.
Then looked back atwith something... softer in his expression.
"No," he said. "Not unless you givea reason to."
And then he was gone, leaving me
stunned. | looked around the room as
| wondered what was going dn. Why
did he Stlddedly have a change of
heart? Was this a trick? But the look
in his eyes... that look of concern in
his eyes tells| might be wrong.
The door creaked open again, and | tensed, my heart skipping—but this time, it wasn’t a guard.
A woman walked in. Her energy was calm and soothing. Her dark hair was tied back neatly, and her gentle smile
instantly madefeel like maybe, just maybe, | was safe.
She closed the door behind her and stepped toward me. "Hello, dear," she said kindly. "I'm Leona. I'm the pack’s
healer."
| nodded weakly, my throat still sore.
She approached and crouched
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"My ribs..." | whispered. "And my back. Mostly my back."
She frowned softly in concern and nodded. "Alright. | need to take a proper look."
| hesitated, but something in her
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| turned around, exposing my back to her.
She gently traced her fingers along the bruised skin, her touch light. | closed my eyes, breathing shallowly as
pain radiated from every inch she touched.
But then—
The door burst open.
| gasped, fumbling to pull the dress back up, but it was too late.
Alpha Calvin stepped inside. He froze as his gaze locked onto me—more specifically, onto my back.
He didn’t speak.
Didn't blink.
His eyes widened slowly, his lips parting slightly as he stepped closer, almost in disbelief.
"What...?" he breathed out, taking another step. "That mark..."
Leona quickly rose to her feet and stepped aside, confusion flashing in her eyes as she followed his gaze.
But he didn’t look at her. His eyes were solely focused on the lower part of my back—on the dark mark etched
into my skin.
A mark shaped like a crescent wrapped in flame.
His voice was low and tight, almost shaken as he stared.
"How... how do you have that mark?"
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